Did men but consider that the sun, moon, and stars, and every other object of the senses, are only so many sensations in their min...ds, which have no other existence but barely being perceived, doubtless they would never fall down and worship their own ideas; but rather address their homage to that eternal invisible Mind which produces and sustains all things.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

Your business is not to catch men with show,With homage to the perishable clay,...But lift them over it, ignore it all,Make them forget there's such a thing as flesh.Your business is to paint the souls of men--LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

And, indeed, is there not something holy about a great kitchen?... The scoured gleam of row upon row of metal vessels dangling fro...m hooks or reposing on their shelves till needed with the air of so many chalices waiting for the celebration of the sacrament of food. And the range like an altar, yes, before which my mother bowed in perpetual homage, a fringe of sweat upon her upper lip and the fire glowing in her cheeks.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

In the genuine hope that this peace will be permanent, we take the opportunity to pay homage to all our fighters, commandos and vo...lunteers who have paid the supreme sacrifice. They did not die in vain. The union is safe.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

There is no country in which so absolute a homage is paid to wealth. In America there is a touch of shame when a man exhibits the ...evidences of large property, as if after all it needed apology. But the Englishman has pure pride in his wealth, and esteems it a final certificate. A coarse logic rules throughout all English souls: if you have merit, can you not show it by your good clothes and coach and horses?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

But every insight from this realm of thought is felt as initial, and promises a sequel. I do not make it; I arrive there, and beho...ld what was there already. I make! O no! I clap my hands in infantine joy and amazement, before the first opening to me of this august magnificence, old with the love and homage of innumerable ages, young with the life of life, the sunbright Mecca of the desert.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

The studious class are their own victims: they are thin and pale, their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without s...leep, the day a fear of interruption,--pallor, squalor, hunger, and egotism. If you come near them, and see what conceits they entertain,--they are abstractionists, and spend their days and nights in dreaming some dream; in expecting the homage of society to some precious scheme built on a truth, but destitute of proportion in its presentment, of justness in its application, and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and vitalize it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »